Completely Broken Novels & Stories

Utterly destroying it. Coldly she listened to his reproaches, then he seemed to grow uneasy because of the new dignity of her poise and her silence. His own gaze had shifted. He has muttered: "Oh well... If you are going to sulk" She could almost have laughed then. After so many weeks of Joey's companionship, Jeremy suddenly seemed utterly immature.. Even stupid. She could well believe that if she made a single gesture towards him he might even drag her down on to that bed and make love to her again. The idea, which had once burned in her like a flame.. A beautiful fire.. Was repellent this morning. She said :

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."

“Weird. It’s not turning on.” Nathan points. “The light’s on, which means it’s not dead. You broke it.” “What?” I squint at it, turning it over. The screen’s cracked, spider-webbed from corner to corner. “Oh… yeah. Right. Dropped my wrench while fixing the bike. Landed right on it.” “Of course you did.” Mason groans, rubbing his hand over his face. “Can we skip the part where we marvel at your destroyed electronics and get back to the fact you vanished?”

My vision blurred completely as I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white and my hand shaking as I used the wood to steady myself against the crushing weight of the silence. She was gone. And I was completely broken.

And all it took was a single message. A single video. A single betrayal that broke me completely. And I wasn't sure if I'd ever recover.

The Vow of the Vacuum Ethan gasped, his "Strong Frame" collapsing onto the "Gilded" floor of the docking bay. The "Universal Audit" was "Dead." The "Sovereign-Prime" was no longer a "God-Script"; it was a "Broken Asset" tumbling in the "Null State" of orbit. "Is it over, Dad?" Thomas asked, his "Friendly" eyes wide with "Raw" relief as he stood over the "Liquidated" cooling core.

At one point, I was in awe of my own wolf but the second, I could not imagine the amount of pain he would suffer if anything would go wrong. My hands were now on the mattress, inches away from her sleek fingers. I internally practised being soft because she seemed breakable even if I held her hand with my usual strength, I would still hurt her. "Just, fucking hold it, Adriel. She won't bite!" Zion shouted in my head, enough short on patience.

Damian locked himself in his study, never leaving its confines. He had completely abandoned all resistance. Day after day, night after night, he drowned himself in liquor. The once-proud Alpha of the Blackrock pack had become a hollow shell, a drunk staggering through the ruins of his own life. His wolf had grown so weak it could only let out faint, desperate cries. Meanwhile, the Bloodfang pack's army had massed at the borders. War had erupted. The Blackrock pack, leaderless and disoriented, crumbled.

“Fuck!” Cursing, they were all back to the point they started. Outside of the cave again, gasping for air. The pressure which was created when Huzefa’s dimension broke was so intense that all of them ended up getting injured in the process. “What the hell was it?! I couldn’t cut it. Its skin was too hard.” Persephone growled in disbelief, checking if she broke her sword or not. Gasping, Randall and Daphne came in last. He turned to her, seeing how deeply she was blushing, “P-Put me down.” She stammered, making him realize he was holding her while she was on his shoulder.